With this shout, Song Zhi quickly covered his mouth with both hands.

It's over! I accidentally said it...

Sure enough, Zhu Wushi immediately shook his dissatisfied look. This guy hated others interrupting him the most.

When the Shadow Guard heard the sound, his head turned around. Seeing Song Zhi, who was at a loss behind Zhu Wushi, he asked curiously: "Marty, who is this?"

Zhu Wushi paused for a moment, looked at Song Zhi for a long time, and said:

"She's just my sister."

Yingwei looked suspiciously at Zhu Wushi's orange-red hair, then at Song Zhi's black hair, and nodded meaningfully: "The Marquis's sister is very charming."

Zhu Wushi's expression changed slightly, and he always felt that this guy had something in his words, and said seriously:

"Come back to the point, can we leave first?"

Yingwei frowned slightly, lowered his head, folded his palms together, and after rubbing for a long time, he said helplessly: "Marty, it's not that the servants are deliberately making things difficult for him. It's really our little prince who gave the death order. No one can leave without authorization."

If he faces other children of the Beijing nobles, as a first-class master, he can ignore it, but the master in front of him is different. He is not only the eldest son of "Shou", but also the famous emperor celebrity, and his attitude is naturally much more respectful.

Seeing that there was no room for change, Zhu Wushi was suddenly unable to hold on. Fortunately, the shadow guard saw Zhu Wushi's embarrassment and hurriedly said:

"Mr. Marquis, why don't you go to the little prince yourself. I believe he will definitely give you face."

Zhu Wushi nodded, and that was the only way.

"Okay, I'm here to help you."

"What the officials should do."

After being polite, Zhu Wushi stopped talking nonsense and turned around and pulled Song Zhi's arm to walk into the city.

After leaving the dock and walking to the center of the city, Zhu Wushi thought of letting go of Song Zhi's arm and looked back.

Song Zhi's hand was so painful that it was pulled, but he felt that Zhu Wushi seemed to be in a wrong mood, so he never dared to remind him and let him drag him away for a long time.

Seeing Song Zhi rubbing his arm and not daring to speak out, Zhu Wushi raised his eyebrows embarrassedly because he did think about things just now.

"Do you want to buy something?" Zhu Wushi suddenly spoke.

Song Zhi was stunned, turned his ear and asked tentatively: "What did you say, Lord Zhu?"

Zhu Wushi took a deep breath and asked again: "I ask, do you have anything you want to buy?"

This time, Song Zhi heard it clearly and couldn't help but feel bulging. Today the sun is coming out from the west? No, no, this is a weasel who wishes the chicken a happy New Year, and he is uneasy!

Seeing Song Zhi look puzzled, Zhu Wushi turned around and explained lightly: "I am about to return to Beijing. Since I have arrived at the city of never sleep for the last stop, I will bring some strange things."

Song Zhi was still not convinced and joked: "Mr. Zhu doesn't look like this."

Zhu Wushi chuckled when he heard this, but did not hide his true thoughts and replied: "Of course it is for the young sisters in the family."

Song Zhi then understood. It seemed that this guy had just lied that he was his sister, but he thought of his own sister... If he said so, he was still a good brother.

"Then I'll thank you Lord Zhu."

Song Zhi's hands stopped hurting, his heart was no longer upset, and his mood suddenly improved.

Seeing Song Zhi's appearance, Zhu Wushi once again put his hands behind him and walked towards the market.

After experiencing the turmoil just now, the city quickly regained its liveliness. Even because people were unable to leave the city, there were many tourists on the streets who chose to go back shopping and purchase like them.

...

"Nanxiang River dragon carp, I want two! Add some ice cubes..."

"Hiss! What a big river crab, how can you sell it, boss?"

"This and this one, just put a portion of pastries, yes, it's not short of money."

Zhu Wushi: "..."

What he didn't expect was that Song Zhi only visited the vegetable vendor area and saw Song Zhi picking up goods back and forth between the seafood stall and the snack shop, and looking satisfied, Zhu Wushi suspected that the emperor was recruiting people for the imperial kitchen.

After buying another hammer shrimp, Zhu Wushi immediately grabbed Song Zhi's hair after giving the money and took him aside.

"Hey! It hurts..."

Zhu Wushi said angrily: "Didn't you tell you that the most famous thing in the city of Never Sleep is brocade. If you don't pick two pieces of clothing, what are you doing?"

Song Zhi was anxious after hearing this. Didn’t you say you could buy it casually? And... I can’t prepare some food every day if I go with you. If you have the ability, don’t eat it!!!

But of course these words were hidden in his heart. On the surface, Song Zhi's face kept changing. Although he was wronged, he didn't say a word.

Seeing Song Zhi bowing his head and having a stubborn temper, Zhu Wushi shook his head and walked directly to Bufang District.

Although reluctant, Song Zhi moved his footsteps and followed.

Bufang District is located in a downtown city that never sleeps. Even though there are nearly a hundred large and small cloth shops here, because of their popularity, they are still surrounded by people. There are men who come to buy cloth and prepare to go back to apologize.

Zhu Wushi had a clear goal and walked directly into the most luxurious and most inviting cloth workshop. This cloth workshop has five floors, not like a store, but more like a hall.

The boss lady who was entertaining guests noticed Zhu Wushi who stepped into the door and his eyes suddenly glowed.

With her eyesight, she could naturally see that this person is extremely heroic and must be either rich or noble. She left the guests in her hands on the spot and walked towards her.

"Two guests, are you here to pick up the cloth?"

Zhu Wushi looked around and saw the various beautiful cloths hanging on the walls. He nodded and said, "Yes, are there any cloths worn by girls? The rarer the better."

The boss's wife was stunned, then looked at Song Zhi, who was behind Zhu Wushi, who was holding his hands behind his chest and looking around, and said in his heart: Come on, isn't it easy to kill if you buy cloth for a woman?

"Of course, you are satisfied with the guarantee. What is the age of the girl?"

Zhu Wushi thought about it and replied: "This year's fifteenth."

The boss's wife looked at Song Zhi again after hearing this, and immediately showed a sudden enlightenment.

No wonder this girl is slim but a little thin. She turns out to be fifteen years old and is developing late.

Thinking of this, the boss's wife hurriedly guided the two of them to walk upstairs and introduced on the way: "Young master is really wise. Our night song cloth shop is the most beautiful woman in the city, so she can have her reputation today."

Song Zhi followed behind and didn't feel inappropriate when he heard the boss's bragging. From his perspective, the ready-to-wear clothes hanging on the wall were different from the clothes he had seen in his previous life. Both the texture and the fluorescent surface were very attractive, and it was indeed very beautiful.

Finally, they reached the fourth floor in one breath, and there were no guests here. The display table was decorated with pretty colors such as green and yellow that the girls like to wear.

Song Zhi couldn't help but wonder, wandering among these girls' slutty skirts, feeling that the garment making technology in this world has reached such a level. Just by fingers, the texture makes people love it.

If this were in the previous life, it would not be sold to a big deal?

Just as Song Zhi was wandering in Taixu and was having unrealistic fantasies, the boss lady not far away was whispering carefully at Bu Zhu Wushi.

"Young Master, this cloth is beautiful, but it really depends on the effect..."

She looked at Song Zhixiuli's back and whispered:

"We can try fitting here."
Chapter completed!